Lian Zhenzhen spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't know what's going on, she treats me as a gentleman, you take my hand, and say that she wants to hug and kiss and lift it high." ”

"......" Feng Yu.

Gu Ci and a group of bodyguards heard the voice and hurried over to watch.

Seeing this, Demier's face turned red, she stomped her feet angrily, and pointed at Lian Zhenzhen, "You framed me!" ”

"Where did I frame you?"

"You...... Who made Mr. Pretend speak? You're deliberately framing me! ”

After Dai Mier finished speaking, she looked at Feng Yu with an aggrieved face, sniffling, and looked pitiful.

Feng Yu frowned, and the corners of his eyes swept towards Lian Zhenzhen.

"Pretend to be me?"

Seeing this, Lian Zhenzhen's eyes turned red instantly, he covered his lips with one hand, stood on the other side of Feng Yu, and looked at Feng Yu with resentful eyes, "I just said the word 'um', where is there a pretending to be Mr. You?" Woowoo...... Sir, she framed me, I was wronged, my heart hurts, I don't live anymore......"

"......" Feng Yu.

Seeing that Lian Zhenzhen was crying more than herself, Dai Mier quickly increased her crying and shouted in a chirping voice.

Feng Yu's face sank to the extreme, and he waved his hand impatiently.

Gu Ci hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to "please" Lian Zhenzhen and Dai Mier.

"Wait, Lian Zhenzhen come in with me." Feng Yu glanced at Lian Zhenzhen and turned to enter the bedroom.

The rest of the people looked confused.

What's to be done?

Lian Zhenzhen caught a glimpse of Damier's dumbfounded appearance, and immediately added fuel and vinegar, "Ah...... Why does the gentleman want people to go in, people are ashamed......"

"......" Demier.

"......" excuses.

"......" a group of bodyguards.

Lian Zhenzhen raised his chin under the complicated gaze and walked into the bedroom with a proud expression.

It's just that as soon as he entered, Lian Zhenzhen immediately changed into a dog-legged look.

She closed the door softly and smiled sheepishly, "Sir." ”

Feng Yu didn't speak.

Lian Zhenzhen raised his head, looked over the gap in the blocking wall, and saw Feng Yu lying on the bed.

The black pajamas wrapped around the long figure, exposing the ankles, white and shiny.

With his hands behind his head, he seemed to be asleep.

Seeing this, Lian Zhenzhen had no choice but to continue, "Sir, I'm sorry. ”

"Huh...... I didn't know you were so talented that you could change your voice? After Feng Yu finished speaking, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her coldly.

"Hahaha...... Sir, there are many skills that do not pressure the body. Lian Zhenzhen said awkwardly, but he didn't seem to be very angry.

Only then did the atmosphere fall silent again.

Even Zhenzhen didn't know what to do, frowning, and quietly squinted his eyes and looked at his bedroom.

It's spacious, four or five times the size of a normal room.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the air all around, and it smells pleasant.

She was looking at it when she heard Feng Yu's voice sound again.

"You learn my voice again."

"Huh?" Lian Zhenzhen smacked his tongue, "This, it's not very good......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt two sharp blades fall on top of her head, stabbing her fiercely.

She swallowed her throat and said hurriedly, "But if you don't mind, sir, then I'll try." ”

It's not that she can change her voice, she can imitate.

This is a necessary skill for both cross talk and comedians.

Although it looks a little magical to outsiders, insiders think it's very simple.

Lian Zhenzhen thought for a while, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice, "Gu Ci, step aside." ”

Feng Yu heard the sound and gently looked sideways at Lian Zhenzhen.

This tone, momentum, is indeed very similar to myself.

Chapter 165 slept in his bed

He had always thought that she would only learn Donald Duck's voice.

Thinking of this, he curled his lips and smiled, looking up at the top, "It's not good." ”

After a pause, he reached out and found a book from the side of the bed and threw it at Lian Zhenzhen.

Lian Zhenzhen took the book and saw that there were lines of "Political History of Political Parties in Country Y" written on the cover.

"You read it to me in Donald Duck's voice."

“……”

Is this the punishment for her?

She wanted to cry without tears, it was the first time she had encountered such a strange punishment.

Without hearing her voice, Feng Yu got up slightly and glanced at her.

She nodded quickly, "Yes, sir." ”

Clearing her throat, she began to read to him the "political book" in Donald Duck's voice, which was especially comical as it spread through the empty bedroom.

However, after reading it for a long time, the mysterious man did not shout to stop.

Lian Zhenzhen couldn't stop beating Hatche.

Later, when the sky was about to dawn, Lian Zhenzhen put down the book and secretly aimed at the mysterious person.

In the bedroom, only a small table lamp was on, and the light was dim.

She could only catch a glimpse of him through the gap in the partition wall.

I didn't react for a long time, and I guessed that he was asleep.

Was he taking her reading aloud as a lullaby?

Lian Zhenzhen bit her lip and grimaced in his direction.

Thinking that he was asleep, she could also be lazy, so she leaned back in her chair to rest.

In a daze, she heard footsteps.

A dark shadow stopped in front of her.

She felt something warm on her forehead, reached out and pushed it, almost falling, only to fall into a warm embrace.

She whispered, "Brother......"

In my memory, my brother often hugged her like this, spoiled her so much, and wanted to put the best things in the world in front of her.

But later, my brother could no longer open his eyes, hug her, or even say a word.

Lian Zhenzhen fell into a dream, his nose was sour, "Brother...... Brother, I miss you ......"

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the person in his arms, hesitated, picked her up, and put her on the bed.

"Brother......

Lian Zhenzhen's eyes oozed tears, tugging at the sheets, and shouting in pain.

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and patted her back gently.

"Even Zhenzhen, we are all the same......"

One is a comedian who looks giggling and is not afraid of anything.

One is a prince who seems cold and arrogant, and has no interest in anything.

But the essence is the same, because of the hurt he has suffered, he has left a deep grief in his heart.

He leaned down, gently stroked Lian Zhenzhen's forehead, and fell silent.

——

When Lian Zhenzhen woke up, he saw a luxurious chandelier hanging in the sky.

The ceiling is painted with simple patterns, reminiscent of the interior of a medieval Western European church.

The curtains are frivolous, and the warm sun spills in through the gaps.

Lian Zhenzhen looked around, couldn't react for a while, and closed his eyes.

Silently muttered a few times in my heart, opened my eyes, and found that the scene had not changed!

It wasn't her dream, she was actually lying on her husband's big bed.

She suddenly panicked, lifted the quilt, and found that she was still wearing clothes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Last night, nothing happened, did it?

She vaguely remembered that she was planning to be lazy and take a nap, but she didn't think of it......

Lian Zhenzhen patted his head, lay down from the bed, staggered a little, opened the door, and saw Gu Ci and Dai Mi'er talking.